John Hay 



and not of them only, but he made 

 friends also i n Whitechapel and 

 Soho, and even to some in the sub- 

 merged fraction, the most wretched 

 derelicts of civilization, he brought 

 the ineffable light of his keen com- 

 prehension and generous sympathy. 

 I introduced him once to a woman of 

 eminent distinction, one of the first 

 writers of our time. After he had 

 gone, she said : " I understand now 

 the secret of his charm. It is his 

 kindness." 



It is not for me to speak of his com- 

 manding place in the world of science: 

 his associates and colleagues will 

 keep that phase of his life in remem- 

 brance. I think his reputation as a 

 great physicist suffered somewhat 

 from the dazzling attractiveness of 

 his personality. It was hard to re- 

 member that this polished trifler, this 

 exquisite wit, who diffused over every 

 conversation in which he was engaged 

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